starseedling: (me being born: *peace sign* hey)
Steven Universe ([personal profile] starseedling) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2019-05-23 10:51 pm

haven't you noticed

Who: Steven, Peridot, Lex, and potentially YOU!
When: Second half of May.
Where: The Haven, the Outskirts, the Outer City.
What: Steven plays music for the poor saps outside of the Bright Wall, explores the city, and also does some other things. Faerie traits begin to manifest. Sleep is disrupted. Includes some closed top levels, but also open stuff!
Warnings: Pop music.

★BUSKING PRO BONO (MAY 20+)
Power or no powers, if there's one thing Steven can bring to the table, it's the magic of music. Specifically, he's volunteered to lend his skills to the Outer City in the form of entertainment, playing his ukulele and singing his heart out while other people do tasks that could be considered more critical.

Not in his opinion, though. These people need food, and healing, and protection, but they clearly also need something to brighten their spirits. Unfortunately, his brand of otherworldly music may not be all their familiar to their ears.

Not quite comfortable enough to break out some of his newer creations, Steven has been running through a long list of Earth-based musical covers. Currently, he is performing a spirited rendition of Haven't you Noticed (I'm a Star), which seems to be drawing an equal mixture of interest and bafflement from the locals. He may have to fine-tune his set list in the future.

"Haven't you noticed that I'm a star?
I'm coming into view as the world is turning
Haven't you noticed I've made it this far?
Now everyone can see me burning~"


He finishes with a dramatic flourish, only now really turning his attention to the uncertain audience. Hm. Tough crowd. Maybe it doesn't help that after the recent full moon, he'll have developed the beginnings of glittery scales around his neck and shoulders, as well as to pink dots on his forehead that are clearly destined to be antenna.

★JUST STRAIGHT UP BUSKING (MAY 20+)
Beyond charity work, Steven can also be found around Aefenglom proper, playing music for pocket change. He can be found in a large variety of places, still playing mostly modern Earth music as well as a couple he's written himself. He's also using this as an opportunity to explore the city, now that he's feeling a bit better than when he arrived.

Also, his big pink lion is with him, playing chaperone and also giving Steven a ride. While Steven plays, Lion will happily nap nearby - though maybe that's not the best way to attract donars.
alienwear: (I'm shitting???)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-05-29 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
It could be that the reason he's stirring is because Peridot is. Sleeping off the odd feeling she'd laid down with turns out to be a bust; she's awake again now, groggy and just as tense as before.

She staggers to her feet, a hand on her forehead, letting Steven slump over into the spot where she was just laying. She fails to notice the glitter for now; she's too preoccupied with the dull but persistent pain that is currently surrounding her gem.
alienwear: (Oh my glob)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-05-30 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
"IIII... I don't... Feel right," Peridot creaks, waving him off weakly. She breaks off there, sucking in a breath, exclaiming wordlessly in confusion and alarm as something hard jabs the hand she has to her forehead. The poke is accompanied by another stab of pain from her head. She has never felt anything like this before, and though the the pain is more just annoying rather than agonizing, the unfamiliarity triggers an anxiety in her that strikes her right through the gut.
alienwear: (You UPSET HER!)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-06-02 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"No! I-- Steven, I think--"

Unbidden, her mind returns to a conversation she had with Iramaat a few weeks ago, and her metaphorical blood runs cold as she draws a conclusion from that. She turns to look at Steven, eyes as big as saucers. She gulps.

"I think I might be dying!"

She is completely unaware of the nubs of horns that have appeared on either side of her gem.
alienwear: (Oh that looks? bad?)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-06-03 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
His dread is mirrored on Peridot's face, as the changes he has undergone finally register properly. She yelps and points a shaky finger at him.

"The disease-- It's spreading! What have I done, I've doomed you to the same fate!"
alienwear: (MY INNOCENCE)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-06-03 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
The word "horns" does something to distract her from her panic. The frightened expression on her face lessens, her brow furrows. She reaches up and feels them; these odd nubs poking out of her forehead.

"...What is HAPPENING," she yelps loudly, casting about for something reflective to get a look at herself in.
alienwear: (hey no shit sherlock)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-06-04 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Well that's not... great news, but honestly it's an improvement over dying? He's right though. She remembers hearing the same thing. She deflates, shoulders sagging.

"Great. Of course I would start getting mutations after we leave our world, where we just figured out how to cure them," she spits irritably. She's found a mirror on the wall but it's... too small. And too high up. For her to reach it. As if she needed the extra frustration right now.
alienwear: (HRRRMMPH)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-06-05 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Well it definitely didn't come off me," Peridot replies, pausing in the process of grabbing a nearby chair to stand on to glance at her wrist, as if to confirm. "I should have prepared for this eventuality. I should have done more research..."
alienwear: (Can you guys maybe back off)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-06-07 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Hhhhhhhh," Peridot creaks dispiritedly. She's trying to go along with his optimistic train of thought here, but her condition feels a lot more difficult to nail down.

"In the dream, I think I recall I had some kind of... tail," she supplies, putting an emphasis of contempt on the last word that leaves it hanging in the air. "I'm pretty sure half the varieties of monsters in this stupid city have tails and/or horns."
alienwear: (Oh NO. Nope.)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-06-11 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Ummmm... It had a pointy barb. Thing. On the end of it. That's about all I remember," she supplies, fortunately missing Steven's smile because she is finally getting up on that chair to get a look at herself in the mirror.

She blinks at her own reflection with a frown. Those sure are tiny little horns right at her hairline! She makes a face, prodding at them experimentally...
alienwear: (Maybe it SHOULD be a proverb)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-06-15 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"A manticore," Peridot repeats thoughtfully, having never heard the word before. "Is that a kind of monster that they have here in Aefenglom?"
alienwear: (Boy she thicc)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-06-18 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Peridot pauses to consider this information.

"...I think I know what two out of three of those things are," she admits. Obviously she knows what a lion is. She's pretty sure she's heard of goats before? But a scorpion. What in the heck is a scorpion?
alienwear: (Well now I feel bad!)

[personal profile] alienwear 2019-06-19 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
She listens attentively to his explanation. There's still a vague look of worry on her face that she doesn't seem ready to shed just yet, but that's an improvement over completely losing her shit at least.

"Uhhhh....hhhhuhhhhh..." Peridot creaks out finally. Perhaps she needs some time to let this sink, in before she can reassess how she feels about it. "So that explains me. What the heck are you turning into, then?"

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